Prologue on Quitting the Stage in 1776, 10th of June.
Their cause I plead—plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.
On the Death of Mr. Pelham.
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose race is run.
THOMAS GRAY.
1716-1771.
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College.
Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade!
Ah, fields beloved in vain!
Where once my careless childhood strayed,
A stranger yet to pain!